I’d like to introduce you to a new friend of mine. I think I’m going to call her Bessie (like from Cars for any cartoon-watching adults out there).
She and I have a lot of ground to cover between now and the 25th. Mr. Fix-It is making the Ladybug a bea-u-ti-ful bed for her American Girl doll for Christmas…
…And that means I have to make everything else–sheets, pillow, blanket, etc. I have a little, beginner sewing machine. My mom got it for me about 8 years ago for Christmas. I’ve never been able to get it to work right. Never. Neither could she. I hand sew everything (which explains why I don’t sew much of anything). But I have a list of sewing projects that’s growing daily, so I pulled it out…
…And cried tears of frustration remembering that the last time that stupid machine brought me to tears was back when I was trying to sew a baby quilt for the Ladybug with my mom. Back when the Ladybug was actually a baby, and my mom was actually still here. Which brought me face-to-face with my 5th Christmas since losing my parents.
Let me just say, that’s no place for a mother of 3 small children to be 21 days before Christmas. That’s a place that doesn’t have Christmas trees and lights and wreaths and cookies. That’s a place that doesn’t care about wrapping presents or sending cards. I know, I’ve been there before.
So I appealed to Mr. Fix-It, who has a known weakness for supporting my every whim (if it’s financially feasible and physically possible).
Which brought me face-to-face with Bessie.
Like I mentioned, we have a lot of work to do on these chilly winter nights, so I’m sure there will be update posts on our progress. In the meantime, here’s a card I made for Mr. Fix-It’s dad’s birthday.
I used an old children’s book that my kiddos had accidentally destroyed for the image. I think my boys are going to regret that one day, it was a good story. But I thought the old truck just totally fit for my father-in-law, too. Talk about lemonade from lemons…
